Thursday, 24 March 2011

It all begins with a snooze. For some reason Äiti knew this peace would not last. I am dreaming of mousies in the forests, and Mirsku-veli is fidgeting around, a little bit bored and very full of mischief.

I am awoken from my peaceful slumber with a kick to my face. Not nice.

I tap him gently to tell him to back off. There is no need for him to extend his claws. Meanie.

He grabs my gorgeous tail. Just look at this tug!

Not funny. He now swings back on it.

The mighty fluff is now insulted and getting mad! You can see my teeth.

Get your paw off me, Fatboy.

Get back!

Biff! Now he's flat on his back (showing it all off gain).

But now defeated, he is back under the chair. And I have barely moved, and certainly not broken into a sweat. Another great victory for me I think.

I was found when I was just 6 weeks old - olin tosi pikku - alone in the fields of Muhos. I was taken in by some kind people and then found my new home. I soon became King Kitty Cat of Finland (North) and now invite you to share my adventures and stories. Tervetuloa!